I was sad for my bhabi but also knew he must have had someone for he had a loose character. Plus the biggest indication of his girl hungry nature was ...is wife who was married to him as he got her pregnant out of wedlock, but over the years we thought he had changed, but maybe we were wrong…I checked some more entries of his diary and found more entries all starting 5 months ago. Now seeing the name I understood it was a mask for the real name, so I made a copy of the entries and saved them in a. He did not have pubic hair and it was lovely to feel a nice cock in my hand. I enjoyed caressing the balls and the cock and it felt heavenly. Unfortunately we soon reached our place rather quickly and both of us found it difficult to hide our erections.We had to hold our cocks through the pockets and since it had got dark by then, nobody noticed. Strangely though, we never did anything beyond this. In a small locality we did not get any opportunity to be in a place where we could be alone. We. He was a fluent Spanish speaker,and had a love for our neighbors down south in Mexico. That much said, Iobliged him. His hair darkened from red to brown, and his skin darkened tothe color of a paper bag. His eyes changed from hazel to pure brown, and heshortened down to about five feet two inches in height. Once again, Iturned his whole body into that of a beautiful woman. Her breasts were atad large, but would have been about average size on a woman a whole foottaller than she was now. . Then…‘Sheila’s right. I don’t like your tone and I don’t think you fully understand your situation. Another dose with the hairbrush I think! Get back over the chair or I will be explaining all of this to your wife when we speak!’ David exploded.Oh God! Was Sheila reading my mind? Did she know the thoughts going through my head? Either way, I didn’t have any choice. I really didn’t. I was trapped. I reluctantly bent back over the chair and held onto the arms, again feeling that mixture of.